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Thursday, May 5, 2011

Him

I don’t wanna like you. I don’t wanna like you. I don’t wanna like you.

I DON’T WANNA LIKE YOU.

But I can’t seem to help myself. You laugh at all the stupid things I say and I can be myself and no one else around you. I can act like a fool and you’ll just smile and make it alright..but…this is really bad timing. Or the perfect timing?

I don’t know.

I told my mom about you and she told me to take caution, as always. You just never know who someone really is.

I don’t wanna like you. I don’t wanna like you. I don’t wanna like you.